Yesterday's day-time moon
I loaded up the landrover this afternoon with camera, tripod and dog, and headed down the track close to the deer paths. I wanted to re-photograph the shepherd's shelter*, but I planned to be inside it this time. This is in connection with some ideas I have been playing with for a couple of years. I set the camera up on self-timer to take multiple-frames, and hoped my assertion that no-one comes here was correct, otherwise it might have been a little embarrassing and any attempt explanation would have required the best of my French. There are a few blurred photos of my bum as a record of my efforts to get the timing settings right.
For the first few tries I had put my hat over my face because - well, because. I looked like I was having a pleasant nap, so I took the last set without the hat, and I happened to open my eyes and look up after the last shot. Up until then I had been totally engrossed in getting the photograph and hadn't really considered my situation. I have always found this to be a magical place, nevertheless it was a strange feeling, being so tightly enclosed on three sides.
I tried to get a shot to capture this, but the lens on the camera wasn't nearly wide-angle enough, so I took a series of shots which I will piece together once I get back home to the studio.
One of the series of shots of my point-of-view looking up and out from the shelter
A Springer Spaniel, passing through the space-time continuum
The lamb-modified wire cube from a few days ago